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Thursday, August 21, 2008

Lately Patience has snuggled much. Always ready to hug a short, sweet hug, with a sweet, scrunched-up smile, we have cuddled often in her 3 1/2 years. But lately, she comes and finds me. She leaves the fun of play with her sisters and seeks me out. Just to sit. Just to wrap her arms around my neck and squeeze and squeeze. She seems to want to linger lately, to soak up as many extra sweet nuzzles as we can. No words, just nuzzle.

I believe she knows what I know.

Soon her thick, squishy body, perfectly proportioned for holding and cuddling, will grow longer. The last sweet remnants of her baby-ness, her chubby fingers and legs, her soft squishy-ness so lovely to just squeeze softly as it's wrapped around me will turn to a lanky, pointy reminder of how fleeting our time is, for snuggling and whispering and kissing and squeezing.

what a great post. Its amazing how quickly they grow. My oldest is also 3 1/2 and I swear just the other day I looked at him and its harder and harder to see that toddler that he used to be. Now its just little boy big time.